(Greek Mythology) The Abyss of the Underworld
Chapter 97
Tartarus gently touched Ai Miye's brow with his fingertips, his eyes slightly closed, controlling his divine power to slowly erase the seal.
There are many ways to break a seal, many much faster than the method Tartarus used, but for the sake of caution, Tartarus chose to slowly grind away the seal with divine power.
As the seal broke, the power of light gradually dissipated, replaced by attribute-less divine power. The silver in her left eye faded, returning to its original dark blood color.
"Awake." Tartarus's usually cold voice surprisingly had a reassuring quality to Ai Miye's ears.
"Mmm." Blinking her heterochromatic eyes, Ai Miye returned to full consciousness from her initial daze and responded softly.
"Nico'er…this time you were too careless." Tartarus' tone was indifferent, without much blame, yet it only made the listener feel more pressured.
Aimi blinked. "Brother, I was wrong…" He'd been tricked by Father God again!
"Did anything happen there?"
If it were Heaven, it would be fine, but Hell…given Hell's integrity and Aimi's appearance, he didn't believe no one had ever coveted her.
"I'm fine. Don't you trust my strength, brother?" Aimi smiled her usual smile, her long, slender, white fingers gently brushing her silver-gray hair behind her ear, her voice confident and arrogant.
Because of the angle, Tartarus didn't see Aimi's hand lowering, almost digging her nails into her palm. Of course, Aimi was wise enough not to let her palm be pierced; after all, the scent of divine blood was very obvious.
Tartarus gently ruffled Aimi's hair, then remained silent.
"…Brother, I'm all grown up now," Ai Miya said, a hint of helplessness in her voice.
So, brother, please stop treating me like a child, okay?
"Wait until you're half my age…no, a third," Tartarus declared, implying that everyone who hadn't lived as long as him was a child.
"…" Ai Miya
Who wants to compare ages with you?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴
"Alright, the seal on you has just been removed, and your power hasn't recovered yet. Stay in the temple and rest for a while." After giving this final instruction, Tartarus prepared to leave.
Leaving the original world and being sealed for so long must have had some effect on Ai Miye. It was better for her to rest for a while; there was still plenty of time, and whatever happened could be dealt with later.
"Yes, I know." Ai Miye replied. She did need time to adjust.
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Back in the Abyss Temple, after a short rest, Tartarus began writing something on a piece of paper.
"Tartarus, what are you doing?" The voice of the Law was as emotionless as ever, but the tone rose slightly, as if inquisitive.
With Tartarus… Tartarus, who often slept for thousands or tens of thousands of years, was surprisingly busy after returning from a nap, which was quite astonishing. Even the laws of the universe couldn't help but ask him about it.
"Writing a plan," Tartarus replied matter-of-factly. "Nicholas still needs training."
Generally speaking, Ai Miye was intelligent, emotionally intelligent, and strong enough, but her life had been too smooth. As the youngest of the first gods, she was pampered by her siblings, respected by the other gods, and could easily suppress any fools she encountered. She had never experienced anything unpleasant, let alone danger, which inevitably led to her acting recklessly and without caution.
Especially given Chaos's tendency to create trouble at every turn, and his inherent tendency to intentionally or unintentionally harm his children, it was simply unacceptable that he made no preparations beforehand. (Chaos:) ...
While this incident was largely accidental, Ai Miye is definitely not a well-behaved person. You can't tell normally, but in crucial moments, she lets loose, doing whatever's provocative. If something goes wrong, it'll be too late; after all, even a god's identity isn't omnipotent.
Truly, Tartarus has always believed that the identity of a god is very deceptive. Although gods are immortal, their deaths are actually quite common, just fewer in number and therefore less noticeable. Their divine bodies are also incredibly powerful, so gods generally possess a "no pain, no gain" mentality—they act impulsively, never turning back until they hit a wall, even after they've mostly lost the chance to turn back.
A prime example is that one who recently tried to forcibly drive the sun chariot but ended up killing himself, and even... He was accompanied by Phaethon, the god of light who had caused the deaths of countless humans.
Okay, the first generation of gods weren't as fragile as those lower gods, but the scope of misfortune wasn't limited to just dying. Anything else could be enough to make them cry their eyes out.
In conclusion, Tartarus felt his worries were entirely justified.
To this, the Law said, "Whatever makes you happy."
While his words made sense, by divine standards, Tartarus was a prime example of overthinking. Other gods conquered everything with power, remaining unmoved by storms. Schemes were merely icing on the cake, generally at a childlike level. In the face of absolute power, who cares about intelligence?
No wonder you look so sickly from overthinking, lacking any of the physique expected of a Greek god. So that's the reason. (No! Not at all! I'm so lazy I don't even want to go out, why would I overthink it?)
But you're the eldest brother, so do as you please. Nobody can stop you anyway.
It's just that Ai Miya, who's been enjoying her leisurely life for so long, is expected to be out for a while. I can totally imagine her stunned expression when she hears the news, currently recuperating. It's just too unfortunate~~~(ˉ▽￣～) ~~ Chapter 97